With Guandu's 100,000 cavalry, Yuanmen's traitors are invincible

At this time, a Hun man pointed in the direction of Yuan Mai and said in shock.

That boundless might, even among thousands of armies, is still visible at a glance.

"Lu Bu is using a halberd, right?"

"what should we do?"

among their discussions.

The wolf rider has already been killed.

"Kill, kill all the Huns."

"Don't leave a brute behind."

"kill--"

The wolf riders roared to the sky.

In the sound of the vast and heroic horn, there is endless killing intent.

They are the wolves of the northern border, howling proudly in Bingzhou for the big man.

They are Bingzhou wolf rides!

Lu Bu took away the elite wolf cavalry, and the Huns obliterated the will of Bingzhou.

Wolf riding spirit.

But it has already taken root in this desolate land and has become the only melody.

The sound of the horn is their belief in charging.

It directly ignited the rage in everyone's flesh and blood.

"Bam—"

Angry internal, department/book, group: 9|8/0'2;0:5, 85,6 angry wolf cavalry warriors, cut off by Mo Dao, the weapons of both sides are not at the same level at all.

Even for these new troops, there is a huge gap between personal force and the brutal Xiongnu warriors.

When they cut off the weapons in the hands of the Huns one by one.

When the brutal Huns used flesh and blood to shake them hard.

A more violent fight began.

No matter the cost!

Kill the Huns!

……

The roar outside the city made all the mine slaves' despairing and godless pupils burst out with splendor.

"Did the Han army come back?"

"The Huns are screaming!"

Most of these men were tortured to look like no one, but at this moment, they all had killing intent and were condensing and exploding.

"It's the Han army, it's the Han army that came back."

"The sound of the wolf's horn."

"They are back."

The sound of the ancient horn, accompanied by endless screams, reached the ears of all the soldiers at that moment.

An unprecedented roar broke out.

"Kill these beasts."

"Our wolf rider is back!"

All the slaves got the opportunity to snatch the weapons of the surrounding Huns, and even hold the mining tools.

rushed to the Huns.

"Kill all the Huns."

"not good."

The expressions of the Huns guarding the mine camp changed wildly.

After years of oppression, they have always been doing one thing.

Constantly obliterate the humanity of these miners.

Becoming a mine slave is an extremely miserable thing.

Mining every day, inhuman torture.

What to eat is even more unimaginable, and often there is even no food.

When I can't bear it anymore, I don't want to bear it anymore.

If you don't die in silence, you must explode in silence.

They have waited for the golden opportunity of a lifetime.

Regardless of the army outside, what exactly exists.

All of this is completely unimportant.

They want to kill the Huns who have oppressed them for many years.

"You two-legged sheep, you..."

When the slaves went up, they wanted to unleash the cruelty that the Huns had treated them before, and everything they had done to them.

Use his own way to change his body.

Let them know what it feels like to be bullied.

……

"Grandpa, please forgive me, please forgive me, Grandpa..."

"Grandpa Han, it was all my fault before, and I just want to be a good person in the future."

"No, master, I am willing to be your most loyal servant."

From the initial scolding to a few words, it only took a few short breaths.

The cruelty of the slaves' outburst methods had already completely exceeded his imagination.

"kill!"

The slaves broke out completely.

The Huns who are fighting abroad have also encountered desperation.

"These damned two-legged sheep, how dare they kill them..."

"Wolf riding?"

"Aren't these two-legged sheep in wolf's clothing driven away by us long ago?"

"Why are you still coming back..."

"I beg the big man, please forgive me..."

All kinds of miserable roars resounded throughout the world.

"Forgive me?"

Zhao Yun's eyes were blood red.

The most loyal and brave in history, but Zhao Yun has a bit of Confucian temperament.

To be honest, it completely exploded.

"You let the general spare his life?"

"When you oppressed the common people, did you ever think about giving them a chance?"

"How many children have even been brutally killed by you."

"You are a bunch of beasts."

"It's not a pity to die."

Zhao Yun was furious, and his voice resounded through the sky.

These bastards deserve death.

Countless sins were stained in their hands.

It was very uncomfortable for Zhao Yun, who went to northern Xinjiang with Yuan Mai for the first time.

It is a means of combat that has always been restrained in the Han territory.

When he reached this vast world, he seemed to be completely infected by the endless world.

At this time, he knew very well that if he took a step back.

It's not the sea and the sky.

This is, endless purgatory.

How many Han people will let these beasts go?

The battle outside the iron mine soon ended.

"General, many families of the Huns..."

At this time, a soldier came to report and said.

These two thousand soldiers are permanently stationed at the iron mine and have been responsible for continuing to supervise the mining.

The families of these Huns are also here.

"The woman stays!"

"The rest, kill them, leave no one behind."

Zhao Yun said indifferently.

From then on, in this desert, what the Han army needs is absolute ruthlessness.

If the Huns dare to come.

Then kill!

The mountain of dead bodies and the sea of ​​blood, the heads are rolling!

The Xiongnu who killed were no longer just looking north in a hurry for two thousand miles.

It's them who are going to be killed, and their blood will spread for [-] miles.

The blood does not dry, and there is no truce in death.

This is an era of incomparable blood and brutality.

It is a big era.

He, Zhao Yun, has no feelings.

The slaves were the first to go completely crazy, and they chose the Hun woman they liked.

There are more than 2000 Huns resident here, and they have a large number of foreign and Han slaves.

These alien slaves and the families of the Huns themselves.

Make all slaves completely insane.

Zhao Yun's eyes were blood red, and he was already looking at Yuan Mai.

Going south to Bingzhou, this battle has just begun.

……

"Report to the lord."

"All the slaves added up, there are still more than 500 people who can fight."

When the statistical battle report was delivered soon, Yuan Mai narrowed his eyes.